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that Jes was a thief, why not play that card.  “Well, sir, why would it not be a good place for someone like me?” 
    “Oh, it’s not for lack of money for that is the richest part of town,” the man continued.  “The reason I do not practice my profession there is because of the cloaked man.”
    “So you are saying that you are a fellow thief?”  From the looks of it not a very good one , Jes thought.  “Does this cloaked man have a name?”
    “I believe it has something to do with an animal, but that is all I am willing to tell you.  Maybe you should go find out for yourself.  We don’t need any more of our kind in this town anyway.”  The thief walked away without another word.
    “Hmm, maybe I can make a name for myself in this town if I can take down that animal man.” Jes whispered under his breath.
    The path to the Flying Horse was very profitable for Jes.  He picked five coin purses and an odd golden dagger.  He lifted the dagger from a very large man who had fallen out of his chair, with the drink still in hand.  The wealth here was unbelievable, probably from slavers Jes thought so no loss there .
    He was admiring the pearl handled dagger when he first saw the cloaked man.  He wore a greenish black cloak, which covered nearly all of his body.  The only thing that could be seen were a single blood red gauntlet and the hilt of a massive sword.  The man had not noticed Jes as he was speaking to an older woman, so Jes decided to take a closer look.  As Jes got closer he realized that the gauntlet was actually constructed from dragon scales.  A jagged scar across Jes’ own back was his one souvenir when he had tried to face a dragon.  Oh, the days of adolescence, he thought.  The sword was a completely different story.  From what he could see the handle was made from the same material as the gauntlets, but the blade was pure white.  That could be a nice addition to my collection, thought Jes.
    Back in a hidden cache near Townsmend, he had hundreds of different types of weapons.  Most were collected from men with too many riches to keep track of, but the rest were from men he had been forced to kill.  Jes had no reservations about taking another slaver from the world, although there had been times that Jes regretted the life he took.  Maybe I will and find this man again Jes thought, for it was now getting dark and Lyndon would be waiting.
    The sun had just fallen from the sky when Jes reached the Library gardens.  “Hey! Lyndon, you here?”  Jes yelled.
    The only response that he got was from some bum across the road.  “Are you talking about that man whom the slavers tried to take earl…”  Jes had made it across the street and had slammed the old man against a wall before he could finish his sentence.
    “Tell me what you saw sir, or I will end your miserable life.”  The man knew Jes’ threat was solid.
    “Three slavers attacked your friend.”
    “Is he alright, what has happened to him?” Jes interrupted him.
    “Please let me down and hold your tongue.”  Jes complied and released the man.  He brushed himself off, which did no good since he was covered in an unyielding filth.
    After the man was satisfied, he continued his tale.  “Your friend was not taken to answer your question.  He actually killed two of them very easily.”  This brought a smile to Jes’ face.  “Your friend had thought the third man had run off, but actually he had just hidden behind the post over there.”  The old man pointed to a large round metal post.  “Your friend is a very powerful mage.  I am glad that I didn’t try to steal from him.”
    “You mean you are a thief?”  Jes said
    “Why yes,” puffed up the man, “I am the leader of the guild here in the Burning City.  But anyway, back to your question about recent events.  There were a group of slavers who tried to sell your friend.  After your friend killed two of the men, the third ran for his life.  With the